The next day, the hunt continued as usual, and this autumn hunt lasted for three days, and there would be a first generation every day. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And this time, Fu Jiaojiao made a bet of five hundred taels for him under Fu Yu's very stern eyes.

Fu Yu is not a celebrity after all, and someone bet on him coldly, and this amount is not small, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The ladies and ladies who were originally standing on the side knew that Fu Yu was the handsome man from yesterday, and they all followed Fu Jiaojiao to bet together.

For a while, the money he pressed on him turned out to be the highest in the audience.

Even the four sons of the capital, who were in the limelight before, were all pressed under him.

This situation made the dealer very surprised, but combined with Fu Yu's record yesterday, the dealer inevitably felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

He didn't even enter the top ten yesterday, and they voted for him, isn't this giving themselves money!

In order to encourage those rich ladies and ladies to invest money, the dealer also deliberately set the winner or loser at 1 to 5.

In other words, if Fu Yu wins, Fu Jiaojiao can get two thousand five hundred taels of silver.

was looked at by so many people with expectant eyes, it was Fu Yu, and he felt a little nervous.

Fortunately, this time Murong Song and Murong Jun are not focused on hunting, and the others are not showy.

If you really want to talk about it, Fu Yu actually doesn't have many competitors.

Of course, this is what Fu Yu thinks about himself.

In the eyes of others, not to mention the crown prince, they are the three princes, as well as several generals, which one is not better than him.

Those high-ranking women will bet on him, just to have fun. Where is it really to make money.

It is precisely because of this that they dare to set the ratio of winning and losing so high.

Just wait for the end of the day for the dealer to see the results after the statistics. The whole person almost didn't faint.

How did that nobody really take the first place?

This time it is the queen's mother's family who sit in the village, although they say that the backstage is hard, but they can follow out of the autumn hunt, which one has no backstage.

The dealer had no choice but to weep and send the silver over one by one.

And Fu Yu took the gem dagger rewarded by Emperor Yongle and went to Fu Jiaojiao's side to show off.

Fu Jiaojiao and Shan Fengyan were feeding the little foxes. I didn't even bother to give him a look.

Fu Yu was not angry, so he deliberately rode a high-headed horse around for a walk.

He was handsome and long. He had just received the reward of the Holy Heavens today, and for a while, wherever he went, his attention was on him.

This time. Fu Yu is completely popular in the circle of noblewomen and nobles.

I don't know where they inquired about the relationship between Fu Jiaojiao and Fu Yu. After Fu Jiaojiao returned to Shanfu, she received a lot of invitations.

She didn't expect that her popularity among the same sex would suddenly become better because of Fu Yuer......

It's just that she is really too lazy to socialize, those invitations, but after flipping through them casually twice, she let Fu's mother deal with them all.

in the Royal Palace.

"Huailu, the kid surnamed Fu before. Do you feel anything familiar? Emperor Yongle squinted his eyes and looked lazy.

His voice was slow and deep. The whole person was trapped in the cushion behind him, and Huailu was the only one in the entire palace to wait.

Huailu knew that he was going to talk to himself.

"The slave looked, it was a little familiar, but he really wanted to say it, but he couldn't say it."

"You old slippery head, pick some safe words, since I only keep you, I don't want to hear this." Emperor Yongle's body straightened slightly, and there was no displeasure on his face.

Huailu has followed Emperor Yongle for so many years, so he naturally knows what he means.

After pondering for a while, he said carefully: "The old slave feels that the little brother surnamed Fu is somewhat similar to the king of Xin who died early. ”

Emperor Yongle nodded: "I think so too." ”

When he saw him for the first time, he felt familiar, and when he looked at it again, he felt that there was eight or nine points of similarity between the eyebrows of these two people, which made him not feel shocked.

"King Xin died early that year, leaving no son and half a daughter, and I think it's just a coincidence." Huailu felt that his head was sweating, but in front of Emperor Yongle, he didn't dare to wipe it with his hands.

"I remember that when King Xin was at the beginning, he was very good with the patriarch of the Tianshan clan?" Emperor Yongle knocked lightly on the table twice, "I, the little imperial uncle, is also an infatuated person, who chased the female patriarch here and there, and finally lost his life for the other party. There was a hint of regret in his speech.

The king of letters back then, how amazing he was, no matter who he was, couldn't help but praise a few words.

He is not only proficient in poetry and songs, but also very strong in martial arts, and also has a high reputation in martial arts.

Back then, not to mention Yongguo, even in other countries, there were many women who were happy with him.

If you really want to talk about it, the so-called "Four Princes of Beijing" now may not add up to one king of letters.

It's a pity that such an excellent person finally died on the word "love".

When Huailu heard Emperor Yongle mention the Tianshan clan, the expression on his face became even more frightened.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

When Emperor Yongle heard this, he was immediately annoyed, and directly slammed the teacup in his hand, and said angrily: "Huailu, I am the Son of Heaven, in this world, is there anyone I can't say?" ”

Huailu hurriedly knelt on the ground, his head against the ground, and said nothing.

Emperor Yongle also knew that Huailu still had a shadow in his heart about the things of the past, and he also took pity on him for following him for so many years, spit out a breath of turbidity, and said, "You get up." ”

Huailu hurriedly got up slowly with gratitude.

"If it is peaceful today, the Tianshan clan will not appear in the world." Emperor Yongle said, but there was a hint of complicated emotions in his words.

When those things happened, he was still young, and he didn't participate directly in them, but he only heard that the magic skills of that clan were passed on, and later he ascended the throne, and he also sent people to find them, but they didn't find them.

No wonder some people say that no one can find the people of the Tianshan clan unless they come out by themselves.

Even if you find it, you can't recognize it.

It's just that as an emperor, the last person he wants to see in this life is probably the people of the Tianshan clan, which means that the position under him may undergo uncontrollable changes.

"Your Majesty governs the country well, and the people of the Tianshan clan, if you are in this world, you will definitely praise your deeds." Huailu patted his ass.

"You know what to say to make me happy." Emperor Yongle glanced at Huailu lightly, although there was no smile on his face, his tone softened.

"Anyway, you can send someone to investigate him carefully." Emperor Yongle said, and then frowned slightly: "I heard that he lives in Prince An's mansion now?" ”

"Yes, I heard that I was helping Prince An translate some remote words." Huailu whispered.

"Then you should send more people to pay attention to that side." Emperor Yongle waved his hand, signaling that he could go down.

Huailu saluted respectfully, and then quietly withdrew. (To be continued.) )